Day and Night

Time has changed on planet Earth. People have changed on planet Earth.  Every Day since January 10, 2101 people have been waking up during the night and sleeping thru the day. Nobody has a clue on as to why or even what made this dramatic change. All they know is that there is no going back. Emma, the girl depicted in this photo is sleeping thru the daylight and awaking during the nightfall. You can see Emma’s skin is a washed out : she doesn't get enough sunlight to get a pleasant light brown skin tone.

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I opened my eyes, thinking of what was to come. It was as if it was touching me, this slimy, nasty creature. But I couldn’t feel a thing. At first, I thought it was my older brother, Joe. I told him, “Cut the crap, man, it ain’t funny anymore.”

There was no reply from the creature. I said again, “Dude, it ain’t funny.”

Still, no reply. I started panicking, not realising what was happening to me. I immediately began to wonder what this creature could be. I had no clue. I tried to move, but I couldn’t. This was becoming a nightmare. I began screaming for help, but there was no answer.

“What am I supposed to do? What am I supposed to do?!”

I was thinking to myself. I tried shaking myself out of the dream to no avail.

I thought to myself, “This can’t get any better.” Just as I said that, I heard water. The room started flooding. Suddenly, I felt someone shaking me, but it wasn’t slimy and gooey like before: it was warm. It shook me again. I woke up and saw my mom.

“You were mumbling and moving around, are you OK?” she asked me.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Just a bad dream.” I replied. After all, this was just a dream. It felt real. I cannot describe the feeling.

“Good night Mom,” I said.

“Good night honey,”.

I fell asleep. Suddenly, that chilly feeling came again. I can’t take it anymore. This is the end. I tried to resist it, but I couldn’t. That feeling of helplessness, like a baby, came to me. I screamed and screamed. I pinched myself, in order to wake up and tried to shake myself awake. I couldn’t feel the monster anymore. I was alone in the darkness of the room, in this chilly night. I tried to think what this dream was telling me. Was it telling me the future? Was it telling me what was just about to happen? I went to get some fresh air, I went outside for a walk. As I was walking, I looked to my side, and heard soft breathing, brushing my shoulder. I looked back and saw the same slimy monster from my dream. It tried to grab me, but I was already on the run. I ran and ran. The adrenaline was flowing through my veins. I made a jump, but crashed into the ground. That’s it, I’m dead. It grabbed me. I screamed and screamed, but there was no answer. I tried to pinch myself awake, but this wasn’t a dream, this was real. I struggled to free myself from his hands, and this time I managed. I ran for my life. I ran without knowing where.